All Chapters of The Fated Mate Rebellion: Chapter 101 - Chapter 110

POV: SierraThe woman in the room was sitting in the chair by the window.She had turned it to face the door before they arrived, the way Dara had said, and she was sitting in it with her hands in her lap and her back straight and her eyes on the door as it opened.Sierra's first thought was that she was smaller than she had expected.The fragments the crystal had returned to her, the pieces of memory that had been living in her body without a name for twenty-three years, had given her impressions rather than measurements. Tall. Cedar and something sweet. Hands that were careful. A voice that sang without words. She had built a shape from those pieces, and the shape was large in the way that important things were large in childhood memory.The woman in the chair was not large.She was perhaps Sierra's height, with dark auburn hair that had gray running through it now, the gray of someone who had not been able to stop time regardless of wanting to. Her face carried the structure that S

POV: RyderRyder was at the window before Mira finished counting.Eight vehicles on the road.Seven councils. One that had not been there when they arrived, positioned at the road's far end, dark and still, its angle giving it a clear view of the facility entrance without putting it inside the perimeter Avery's people had established.He looked at it for three seconds."Phoenix," he said, into the communication device Hunter had given him before they left the Crimson Cage's perimeter.Phoenix answered in two seconds. "I see it," she said. She was still at the northern perimeter four hours behind them, managing the operation there. "It arrived twenty minutes after you. We clocked it, but it did not approach and it did not identify.""Who knows we came here?" Ryder said."Council vehicles," Phoenix said. "Mira's team. Avery's people here and at the northern perimeter." A pause. "And anyone who was watching the northern perimeter when we left.""How many people were watching when we left

POV: SierraShe heard the fight begin behind her and did not look back.That was the hardest thing she had done since the transfer, harder than giving her power away, harder than lying pinned under stone and waiting. Not looking back required everything she had, and she had very little left, and she spent it on not looking back because Ryder had told her to keep moving and Kenzie was in her arms and the vehicles were ahead and those were the only facts that mattered right now.They were fifty meters from the road.Kenzie had her face pressed against Sierra's neck and was holding herself in a way that Sierra could feel the effort of containing something large, the power held back because her mother had asked her to hold it. It was costing Kenzie something. Sierra could feel the effort in the small body against her chest, the tension of a child working very hard at something."You are doing so well," Sierra said, very quiet, for Kenzie only. "Almost there."Forty meters.Elara ran besid

POV: SierraThey used the largest Council vehicle.Cael sat on one side of the central table with a security officer beside him. Sierra sat across from him with Ryder, who had emerged from the building's western side thirty seconds after the group reached the vehicles, moving with the careful efficiency of someone who had been through a significant physical situation and had not stopped to assess it yet. She had looked him over quickly. Nothing that required immediate attention. He had sat down beside her without a word, and she had not asked him to explain because the explanation was apparent from the state of the three people Dara's team was currently managing.Jaxon sat at the table's end, his broken shoulder braced against the vehicle wall. Elara sat beside Sierra. Mira, across from all of them, devices recording.Kenzie was in the front section of the vehicle with Dara and two security officers, visible through the interior window. She was sitting with her hands in her lap and h

POV: RyderThe light did not hurt to look at.That was the first thing Ryder noted, because the light produced by Kenzie's power in the ritual chamber and outside the burning building had pressed against the eyes even at a distance. This was different. Contained. Moving through Kenzie rather than outward from her, a process rather than an event, Elara's voice was directing it.He stood beside Sierra and watched and managed the one job that was available to him, which was being present and not interfering.The session ran for thirty-four minutes.He tracked the time because tracking time in uncertain situations was what his training had built into him, and he had stopped arguing with his training years ago. Every few minutes he checked the vehicle's exterior through the front section window, where Mira's security team maintained their positions with the professionalism of those who had been given a clear task and were executing it without requiring further instruction.Cael sat across